TRIGGER WARNING
I'm wrong?
Why because I see the truth
I see the error in their eyes
While they drink their
Cup of lies
How they trade the old
For new like it doesn't have
A heart just because of what it is
They rather have something else
I'm wrong?
I grew up getting gifts
Just to watch them go back
On the shelf at the store
Where I begged my mother
Not to give it back
Just to buy a cigarette pack
For her daily addiction
To poison her lungs which
Is slowly killing her causing
The headaches she battles every night
But I am wrong
While she calls me fat and ugly
But I'm required by society
To show my mother respect
But she never gave me any
I am wrong
Cause I have to raise my
Voice until birds fly of
The branches, I try to voice
My opinions but nobody
Listens
Even when I'm at brinks end
My eyes are burning and
My heart is pounding
While the viens of stress
Wrap themselves around my wrist
Caving in my chest
I still cannot understand
How I am wrong
I grew up hiding from
The monsters under my bed
Learning from the light
That drained from the sky
Everytime my mother cried
Because she had given up
On life
Or when she forgot
Her roll and her duties
Became a painting with
No artist
There was no meaning
As she smiled, her crooked
Yellow teeth as once again
Her bipolar attitude drawed you in
She loved you, yet she didn't
You were her daughter, yet you weren't
you were stuck in a endless cycle
Of being wanted and unwanted
But I am wrong
Wrong because I know whats happening
Wrong because it needs to be stopped
I need a mother, not a ghost of what
Was even if there wasn't anything there
At start
Sometimes you gotta be wrong
To be right
I AM WRONG
but
I'll be Alright
Written By: Teha Brown aka WILTEDROSE213
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HeartFelt Poetry| 18+
PoetryShe wrote Poetry because everything her heart sang was words of pain, So she would pick up a pencil and let her hand sing words to a poem that no girl should ever have to read. ~Teha Brown *Poems From The Heart *They Might Make You Cry *You Will Fe...
